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+J. C. Cohen
Listen, all you children, to my sad refrain,
About a subway conductor on a runaway train.
Squeezing people into cars, he won his fame.
(yeah) And John Charles Cohen was the great man's name.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
IRT, that's a subway line,
And if you gotta travel uptown,
He's a greater conductor than Leonard Bernstein.
'Twas on a Sunday in the summer, and from everywhere,
People planned to take a subway to the World's Fair.
A half a million people tried to push and jar,
All of them determined to get in one car.
But the IRT depended on their finest men.
J. C. Cohen could pack a subway like a sardine can.
He pushed the people up and back and 'round about.
He squeezed so many in, he squeezed the conductor out.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
How he'd moan, "Step to the rear."
J. C. Cohen, he really had a problem,
On a subway train without an engineer.
J. C. tried to get into the engineer's place,
But when he look inside the cab he saw a strange man's face.
A half-pint drunk with a full-pint bottle.
He emptied out the bottle, and he yelled, "Full throttle!"
They passed Columbus Circle doing 82,
'Couple minutes later they were under Bronx Zoo.
J. C. shuddered, and he said, "I guess
This used to be a Local, but it's now an Express."
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
Kept his head when everyone was tense.
He said, "When we pass the city limits,
Everybody pays another fifteen cents."
J. C. said, "We're heading north, my friends,
But not a man alive knows where the subway ends."

The train went under Albany at 90 flat,
And Governor Rockefeller hollered, "What was that!?"
A lady said to J. C. Cohen with indignation,
"If this is Albany, then you have passed my station.
So either you should take me back to Fifty-ninth Street,
Or ask one of these gentlemen to give me his seat."
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
J. C. Cohen noticed something odd.
When he saw lobsters on the roadbed,
He said, "I got a feeling we're beneath Cape Cod."
Oh well, the train kept speeding to the north, my friends,
Finally came to where the tunnel ends.
When they came up to the surface from the long, long hole,
They were 27 inches from the great North Pole.
J. C. hollered, "Everybody out!
This is the end of the line, beyond the shadow of a doubt."
They went out to get some fresh air, and before they took a whiff,
Cohen and all the passengers were frozen stiff.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
Bless his soul, he ran out of luck.
J. C. Cohen, he was really frozen,
And he had to be brought home in a Good Humor truck.
When they told Mrs. Cohen that she'd lost her man,
She said, "Must you interupt me when I'm playing Pan?"
Then she said to her partner, Mrs. R. J. Rosen,
"Cohen was a lovely husband, but he's no good frozen."
Then she went to her little boy, and took his hand,
And she said, "I'm going to take you out to Disneyland.
So Melvin, little darling, don't you weep or wail,
'Cause you got another papa on the monorail."
(Got another papa on the monorail.)


Mirror lyrics:

(Got another papa on the monorail.)
'Cause you got another papa on the monorail."
So Melvin, little darling, don't you weep or wail,
And she said, "I'm going to take you out to Disneyland.
Then she went to her little boy, and took his hand,
"Cohen was a lovely husband, but he's no good frozen."
Then she said to her partner, Mrs. R. J. Rosen,
She said, "Must you interupt me when I'm playing Pan?"
When they told Mrs. Cohen that she'd lost her man,
And he had to be brought home in a Good Humor truck.
J. C. Cohen, he was really frozen,
Bless his soul, he ran out of luck.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
Cohen and all the passengers were frozen stiff.
They went out to get some fresh air, and before they took a whiff,
This is the end of the line, beyond the shadow of a doubt."
J. C. hollered, "Everybody out!
They were 27 inches from the great North Pole.
When they came up to the surface from the long, long hole,
Finally came to where the tunnel ends.
Oh well, the train kept speeding to the north, my friends,
He said, "I got a feeling we're beneath Cape Cod."
When he saw lobsters on the roadbed,
J. C. Cohen noticed something odd.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
Or ask one of these gentlemen to give me his seat."
So either you should take me back to Fifty-ninth Street,
"If this is Albany, then you have passed my station.
A lady said to J. C. Cohen with indignation,
And Governor Rockefeller hollered, "What was that!?"
The train went under Albany at 90 flat,

But not a man alive knows where the subway ends."
J. C. said, "We're heading north, my friends,
Everybody pays another fifteen cents."
He said, "When we pass the city limits,
Kept his head when everyone was tense.
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
This used to be a Local, but it's now an Express."
J. C. shuddered, and he said, "I guess
'Couple minutes later they were under Bronx Zoo.
They passed Columbus Circle doing 82,
He emptied out the bottle, and he yelled, "Full throttle!"
A half-pint drunk with a full-pint bottle.
But when he look inside the cab he saw a strange man's face.
J. C. tried to get into the engineer's place,
On a subway train without an engineer.
J. C. Cohen, he really had a problem,
How he'd moan, "Step to the rear."
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
He squeezed so many in, he squeezed the conductor out.
He pushed the people up and back and 'round about.
J. C. Cohen could pack a subway like a sardine can.
But the IRT depended on their finest men.
All of them determined to get in one car.
A half a million people tried to push and jar,
People planned to take a subway to the World's Fair.
'Twas on a Sunday in the summer, and from everywhere,
He's a greater conductor than Leonard Bernstein.
And if you gotta travel uptown,
IRT, that's a subway line,
J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor,
(yeah) And John Charles Cohen was the great man's name.
Squeezing people into cars, he won his fame.
About a subway conductor on a runaway train.
Listen, all you children, to my sad refrain,
+J. C. Cohen


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